Chapter 11: Shower

Yara

I refuse to ask where the packhouse is. I’m pretty sure that arrogant Alpha, and yes, he’s very arrogant, is back there laughing at me, even after I painstakingly put his leg back together. I have half a mind to break all those bones again and leave him to his own devices.

‘Oh, that’s not what half your mind has been focusing on,’ Annika says, sending me images of Warren naked in the forest.

‘I was focused on his injury,’ I insist.

She changes the focus, expanding the image of Warren’s penis. It’s quite large, even when it’s not erect.

‘Gotta love big Alphas,’ Annika purrs.

‘You are not helping.’

‘Come on, Yara. You know you’re enjoying yourself. When’s the last time someone really challenged you mentally? I like him. He’s….confident,” she smirks.

I roll my eyes at my wolf and continue walking.

‘Tell me you know where this damn packhouse is,’ I say to her.

She lifts her nose again and I catch multiple scents all in close proximity.

‘There you go,’ she says.

I get to the packhouse